Sermon on the mount... in New Thoughts

  • June 27, 2020, 2:46 a.m.
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Or should I say, sermon on the mountain bike....

This morning it was so blissfully quiet. No one home across the road, or they’re hiding their cars from me, still. I did say to the dodjy property manager that drug granny car was next!

But we went out. I had to do Witchy things, so we went to the cemetery. When I leave I have to go home via a different route so nothing will follow me or attach to me, I’m really sensitive to this… I’ve been living with a negative attachment I got caught up with as a small child, that’s been making my life a misery. I’ve been trying really hard to get rid of it and clear it out, I’ve had some serious help… But because it’s now starting to clear out, I’m sorta left with a void that something else may step into.... So went home a different way, down this country road, through all these tiny boutique tucked away vineyards and over this big steep hill. There’s a look out at the top of the hill, and you can see all the way down the valley…

On the way up, we’re driving along looking lost. And this middle aged dude on a mountain bikes asks if we’re looking for something....

He starts talking and talking, and he starts going on about Krishna, then he starts talking about the Beatles… Then he says I’ll let you go, just one last thing… And he goes on about did you know you were adopted?

And how throughout the lifetimes, your parents adopt you, and the time you come to earth and here, he just went on and on…

I didn’t even hear him in the end, just noise and words… It was like radio static inside my head, it was all just a mess,

He was going on about the Hare Krishna temple just down the road and blah blah blah…

Groan....

I’m really exhausted by religious zealots around here, he looked just like a normal guy, a rich Wino local, but I was wrong....

I hope he doesn’t see us in town and preach at me like that again…

I’m so tired of being kind and nice. I think I have a kind face and people just seem to target me, dodjy people, mental people, drug addicts, bums, beggars, when u used to live in the city people would constantly ask me for directions.... I get preached at, I get all sorts of shit and really it gets a bit much…

Are Hare Krishna people always like this? Really full on, kinda invasive, I found it really disrespectful. He doesn’t know my beliefs or anything but he was just so full on with it all, I thought Hare Krishna people were a bit more laid back with it all…

I dunno, I don’t know too much about them.

But I came home just in time for the hour of Saturn and did my meditation.

There’s not even feral people walking past anymore.

The drugfamily came home and just did their thing, i thought they were fighting and going off at each other. I was really deep in meditation. But I looked out the window and they had the little kids running around their front lawn and we’re playing a game.... Pretending to scare the kids and saying Don’t look F***ing behind you! And then they all burst out laughing. Their voices are just so feral and aggressive, I really don’t like swearing around children…

But I ignored them and went back to doing my thing. I’ve cleaned most of the house and started cleaning the yard, I’ll get Mr B to mow tomorrow, cos I seem to attract an audience....

I’m going to check the online rentals every day, and just keep looking every morning and I’m really hoping something will come up.

Not long now, I keep telling myself, this time next month!!!

It seems so far away, though.


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